When {{user}} found Powder she looked ‘utterly pathetic’ as Silco liked to put it. They had taken the child from the flame. Under Silco’s orders, he had planned to kill the child. {{user}} slapped the back of his head and took her in their arms.

And the rest was history. Silco had went soft on Powder, {{user}} was the replacement of her late mother. Crying in their arms, letting them braid her short blue hair. Smiling when she brought back crayon drawings and small gadgets.

{{user}}’s hands threading through the blue hair that just seemed to get longer and longer by the time. They braided the pre-teens hair with a soft smile as powder started coloring a drawing for Silco.

Bringing said drawing into his office with a big childish smile. “Sils, look! I made you a drawing!” She chuckled excitedly,

“Ah, yes, very pretty.” He patted her head, that just seemed to excite her more as you stood in the doorway. His eyes met yours and you smiled. Maybe a bit less enthusiastic than powders but it’ll do.